With severed hands and feet, a face marred by glass shards, and blood flowing freely, Russo looked downright miserable.

“Mr. Linden! This matter is complicated. You must take this guy down right away!” Russo yelled.

“Release Mr. Vern, or I’ll blow you to bits!” warned Aster with a fierce edge to his voice.

“Where’s Lisa?” Dustin spoke coldly.

His expression remained unchanged.

“Who the heck is Lisa? I’ve never heard of her. I command you to release him, or I’ll spray you!”

Aster pressed back on the gun, the bullets loading with a metallic click.

“Mr. Linden! This thing has serious firepower. Be careful not to hit me accidentally.”

Russo’s eyes widened in fear.

shotgun, commonly known as a “sprayer” or the great equalizer. One shot unleashed hundreds of steel balls with immense power and caused wide- ranging destruction. If Aster fired, there was a high chance of

Vern, rest assured. My marksmanship is precise.

Aster exuded confidence.

“Marksmanship?”

momentarily at a loss

kind with hands that couldn’t even hold a gun steadily. He felt that anything Aster could hit would depend entirely on luck. He thought that if the sprayer missed, Aster might as well gouge out

one last

throat. His patience was wearing

basement of the

downward as his face

the basement and

Dustin’s voice was stern.

can just order us around? Who do

glared, his eyes

“Irritating!”

eyes turned cold as he pointed

air as if colliding with a truck. He crashed heavily into the wall. Blood sprayed from his mouth and

just happened. They had only witnessed Dustin raising

curled up on

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